AN: Yes, you all have permission to kill me. God, I'm such a procrastinator. Or maybe I'm just too obsessed with Vocaloid and character creation. But anyway, er, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Same deal as before. Nothing ever changes for me. Le sigh.
Chapter 6
Neji was sitting on a staircase, trying to take his mind off his growling stomach. He just had to have a free period today, didn't he? But at least he could laugh at the idea of Gai, Lee, Kakashi and Sasuke's showdown. As if Gai would ever win a kissing contest, let alone one against Kakashi! But if only he could have something to eat!
The Sixth Form College was the smallest section of the school, harbouring only a few classrooms for GCSE and A-Level lessons. Despite this, it was large enough to lose someone in.
Hence why Tenten was wandering around, attempting to find her lost teammates. When she got her hands on them, oh, would they pay for deserting her.
...If she could find them, that was.
The brunette was just about to descend a flight of stairs when she noticed a person sitting dejectedly at the bottom of them. She grinned when she recognised them, before her features rearranged to become more menacing.
"NEJI HYUGA!" She roared as she stormed down the stairs towards the young man. "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!" Neji jumped when he heard his best friend's roar, and tried scrambling away from the murderous girl.
"Ten, it wasn't my fault!" He tried to explain, before having to duck one of the weapon mistress' thrown kunais.
"OH, SURE IT WASN'T!" The mix of sarcasm and rage was quite terrifying to the Hyuga, who hid behind a table.
"Really, it wasn't! Lee and Gai dragged me to the field! I haven't eaten since breakfast!" Neji flinched, expecting an attack that never came. Hesitantly, one of his eyes opened, followed by the other, allowing him to see Tenten, paused in mid-throw. She allowed her arms to drop, and looked at him.
"Really?" She asked, feeling a little sorry for him now. This wouldn't be the first time he'd been dragged somewhere by their mentor and teammate, usually to watch the former challenge Kakashi to something stupid.
"Yeah. ...By the way, you wouldn't happen to have any food to spare, would you?" Tenten smiled at Neji, then nodded, reaching for her bag.
* * *
"Deidara?" The blonde in question looked to his right at the girl who'd addressed him. She was almost identical to him, and the two were sometimes mistaken to be twins.
"Yes, Woolfy un?" He replied, returning to his work. Currently, the artist was constructing an Aztec-style bird, roughly a foot-and-a-half in length, from clay as a piece for his coursework.
"What do you think of Sasori-sensei?" The question was innocent enough, but there was subtle something in Woolfy's tone that implied otherwise.
"Sasori-danna is a really talented artist, un. His work is great, even if it is eternal, un," Deidara told her, ignoring the girl's tone, and looking to the front at the subject of their conversation, who was currently examining some fifth year work.
"He is pretty hot, isn't he?" Woolfy asked, pushing the conversation in her desired direction, whilst continuing her painting depicting aging; true art was change, after all.
Deidara looked away from her and at his sculpture, bluntly commenting, "I have no idea what you're talking about."
She smirked. "Really? Cos your blush says otherwise..." Deidara ignored her-and the hotness in his cheeks-and just concentrated on his work.
Woolfy decided to change the topic; after all, Deidara was going to be a stubborn bitch about this if she kept questioning. "So, is that a normal sculpture, or is it going to explode when someone touches it?"
* * *
"So you're telling me that, for a contest, you have to kiss a ton of other women?"
"Well, not on the lips, but... Yes, that's the principal of it. Are you mad?"
An awkward silence hung in the air. Kakashi cocked his head at his girlfriend, who was deep in thought.
"Not particularly, but who knows, I might get jealous." She approached him until they were a scant few inches apart. "You know how I am when I'm jealous."
"Yes; it's not a pretty sight," He sighed, looking at her. "Look, I'm not keen on the idea either, but if I lose, I have to wear one of Tsunade-sama's bras. At least Gai can pull off the crazy idiot look."
"Well, I suppose that's all there is for it. No kissing them on the lips, though. That's my little privilege," Anko told Kakashi, smiling slyly. Kakashi wrapped his arm around her waist.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," he replied, smiling as he pulled down his mask and kissed her passionately. Beat this, Gai!
* * *
Gai, meanwhile, was failing horribly. But then again, what else could be expected of a guy taking his approach?
He'd tried everything he knew; being youthful, compliments, compliments about youthfulness, his martial arts (as a means of impressing them). Yes, that was everything he knew.
"How does Kakashi manage to attract so many women?" Gai asked himself, pacing around the staff room. "He doesn't compliment them-he rarely talks to them!-and he always wears a mask, so no-one can even see if he's youthful and handsome. So how?"
The few other teachers in the room were surprised to see Gai so deep in thought. After all, they'd only come to check their timetables or drink coffee, not see the almost-universally despised Martial Arts teacher pondering Kakashi's popularity.
Finally, one of the teachers, who was at about breaking point with Gai and his rambling whilst pacing, just burst out with, "Surely there's one woman you could ask for advice!"
Gai turned to look at this teacher and opened his mouth when an idea hit him, his eyes widening.
"Of course! Why didn't I think of that earlier? Thank you," He said to the teacher, who just sighed with relief, as he rushed over to look at the timetables. "Perfect, I will talk to her at break. Surely she'd know about this sort of thing," And with that, Gai left, leaving the others to rejoice.
AN: I finally got this done! Hopefully, my next update will be faster. Yes, I know there was no NaruHina, I just wanted to focus on some other pairings and plot points briefly. After all, I do (apparently) have some kind of plot.
Nothing more to say, so Raven...OUT!